Is it the poetry, or the way your voice captures the words? You find such gorgeous melodies in the music of each musician you work with, in this case, Torbjørn Vagle's and Ad Van Nederpelt's uplifting and inspirational arrangement, soaring and passionate one moment, quiet and pensive the next. Always places for the vocal to find a comfy place to breathe. Gorgeous! :)

Great track - love the light feel and the subtle mix!

Belle musique et encore une fois , quelle voix !

Amazing song! Beautifully performed vocals with great arrangement. Stunning harmonics. Fantastic collab! Bravo!

Your vocals are just stunning. Great song as well.

Related tracks: BEST OF BOTH WORLDS (V1) - CRIPPLE CLUB & HANS ALBERS

Wheelwright: voice, vocal melody and harmony, lyrics @wheelwright

Jonathan: initial music, instruments, mix

Fictive Sisters is a transatlantic collaboration of Wheelwright and Beckenstein. Our album Immaculate Distraction is available at https://fictivesisters.bandcamp.com/album/immaculate-distraction

image by Lani Maynard

Crossing time-zones
Godforsaken deserts
Midnight in transit stations
The illusion of freedom
Written in blood written in stone

It's just an idea
It's just an idea

The twisted wreck
Of a helicopter gunship
A distant call to prayer
Sweet liquorice and bitter cigarettes

It's just an idea [...]

He carries her in his heart
She's all he had now all he has
White knuckles holding fast
His mother's photograph in a young man’s hands

Now everything is lost
Now everything is lost

They say half the future’s buried in the past
But the fallen will not weep for us
When it’s our time to choose

It's just an idea [...]

bandcamp

Sweet Licorice And Bitter Cigarettes (with Wheelwright)(Fictive Sisters)

Written by Terry Reeves
Terry Reeves: Vocals
Hans Albers:  All instruments, Arrangement & Production

SC Version Video: https://youtu.be/uHu4SAWhysc  
Dark Version Video: https://youtu.be/AZQoKfJCTYA 

You may be wondering how this song acquired the title it did.  These very words were actually said to me by one of my wife Jo's three long-standing and very close friends.  Over the years, they had all entered into long-term partnerships which, for differing reasons, ended very sadly, resulting in them being left on their own.  So I was, in a manner of speaking, last man standing.

When they needed a male presence, I was volunteered to help in a variety of ways, e.g. being a pretend boyfriend when one of them was being pestered by someone in whom they were not interested.  There are many more instances I could recount, some of which were definitely in the ‘very unusual’ category but I was always happy to be of help if I possibly could.  Besides which, they often turned out to be exceedingly amusing.

Fast forward a few years to when I was diagnosed with MS, which brought about a condition called Trigeminal Neuralgia, causing pain the like of which I’d not known before.  After a spell taking hefty painkilling drugs that basically turned me into a kind of zombie, my MS specialist suggested ‘Gamma Knife Procedure’.  

This involves (and I kid you not) a metal helmet being screwed directly into your skull at four strategic points, rendering your head totally immobile so that radioactive rays can, with pinpoint accuracy, be fired at your Trigeminal Nerve.  It is indeed a singular sensation to feel blood trickling down your face as said helmet is fixed into place but the benefits that ensued were more than worth the temporary inconvenience.  I was pretty much pain-free for the next two years, after which it did return but all things considered, was extremely pleased with the result.

To celebrate, a dinner party was thrown in my honour, a splendid time guaranteed for all.  It was here that Jo’s friend, whose husband had sadly died, uttered the immortal phrase.  It caused much laughter, as it rightly should have.  I wasn’t in the least offended and, anyway, my very first thought was “What a great title for a song”.

Once again, deep thanks are due to Hans for not only producing two brilliant versions of this song but videos to go with each (links above).  The man has a depth of talent of which others can only dream, myself included.  Thanks so much for listening.  (Terry Reeves)

I was invited to a party
I tingled with the chance
To talk about the future
Step in and out of the past
Who’s that man in the corner?
Wearing a helmet on his head?
This is just my day wear
The gamma ray gun Doctor said
(I heard someone say)

Why ain't you not dead yet?
Why are you still here?
Why are you the only man?
Who smiles and has no fear?

We talked about the weather
And laughed about the grass
The world is tasting plastic
And it doesn't seem to last
Who's that man in the corner? 
With the radiation smile
The glow won't last for ever
Why not enjoy it for a while?
(I heard someone say)

Why ain't you not dead yet?
Why are you still here?
Why are you the only man?
Who has ten layers of veneer? 

We shared some special moments
And showed the battle scars
A pigment of growing older
Figments hidden in a jar
Who's that man in the corner? 
Four holes drilled into his head
Tried to screw me to the wall
Keep me standing and out of bed
(I heard someone say)

Why ain't you not dead yet?
Why are you still here?
Why are you the only man?
Who we seem to volunteer?

Why ain't you not dead yet?
Why are you still here?
Why are you the only man?
Who floats in this atmosphere?

Why ain’t you not dead yet?
I may not be really here
If my name gets mentioned 
I want a smile and not a tear

Keep smiling, I want to smile
Keep smiling, Give me a smile
I want to smile, I want to smile
Yeah, smile...

WHY AIN'T YOU NOT DEAD YET? - Cripple Club & Hans Albers (Video links with description)

Stop The War

I updated this this track with few tweaks and a new mix and master... and a rename too.

Harvest Dance

Harvest Dance (aka better days ahead)

City Kids, album: On Parole, by Motorhead, Pink Fairies

Music, production: Verulium
Vocals: Amanda

https://amandasanderson.bandcamp.com/track/city-kids

City Kids

One Summer Morning

Poem Emily Jane Brontë.
Torbjørn Vagle https://soundcloud.com/tobbenv: Instrumental composition, 
guitarharp, piano, el.piano, synth and bass
Oddrun Eikli: Vocal and vocal composition, photo.
Ad Van Nederpelt https://soundcloud.com/ad-van-nederpelt; Orchestral composition, strings,  mix and mastering,
Coverlayout: Vetle Vagle
Thank you so much Torbjørn and Ad, thank you from my heart.

This music was written and finished before the outbreak of war in Europe. We feel deeply for the people who are suffering in the war.
Despite the cruelty of the war, we share this music today, 
....."let us sit and watch the while
The blue ice curdling on the stream ".....
This poem by Emily Jane Brontë takes us out into nature, where we can for a moment, move away from the painful and brutal world.
The poem focuses on the healing ability of nature. 

Emily Jane Brontë (30 July 1818 – 19 December 1848) was an English novelist and poet who is best known for her only novel, Wuthering Heights, now considered a classic of English literature. She also published one book of poetry with her sisters Charlotte and Anne titled Poems by Currer, Ellis and Acton Bell with her own poems finding regard as poetic genius.

How still, how happy! Those are words
That once would scarce agree together;
I loved the plashing of the surge -
The changing heaven the breezy weather,

More than smooth seas and cloudless skies
And solemn, soothing, softened airs
That in the forest woke no sighs
And from the green spray shook no tears.

How still, how happy! now I feel
Where silence dwells is sweeter far
Than laughing mirth's most joyous swell
However pure its raptures are.

Come, sit down on this sunny stone:
'Tis wintry light o'er flowerless moors -
But sit - for we are all alone
And clear expand heaven's breathless shores.

I could think in the withered grass
Spring's budding wreaths we might discern;
The violet's eye might shyly flash
And young leaves shoot among the fern.

It is but thought - full many a night
The snow shall clothe those hills afar
And storms shall add a drearier blight
And winds shall wage a wilder war,

Before the lark may herald in
Fresh foliage twined with blossoms fair
And summer days again begin
Their glory - haloed crown to wear.

Yet my heart loves December's smile
As much as July's golden beam;
Then let us sit and watch the while
The blue ice curdling on the stream -
Emily Jane Brontë

How Still. Torbjørn Vagle. Ad Van Nederpelt. Oddrun Eikli.

(Written by Terry Reeves)
Terry Reeves: Lead & Backing Vocals
Gary Reeves: Drums
Hans Albers: All other instruments, Arrangement & Production

When you take into consideration that modern footballers have infinitely better equipment and technical assistance at their disposal, George Best's stats (not that I’m a great fan of these) show what a great player he was. I certainly never saw a player who could do what he could with a football. He was the first footballer to transcend the sports pages and become what we now term ‘a celebrity’. Today’s players are protected from the pressures he experienced but George was always surrounded by people who merely wanted to bathe in his reflected light and take advantage of his generosity. His slide into alcoholism is well documented but, had he played under today’s conditions, his life may have been totally different.

I was fortunate enough to meet him on three occasions and on one of those had the pleasure of just the two of us sitting at a table, sharing our love for football. It probably only lasted about twenty minutes but it meant the whole world to me because he seemed genuinely interested in everything I had to say. He even told me he could speak to Matt Busby and get me a trial at Man. Utd. To this day I regret not taking him up on the offer, not because I thought I was the next George Best but to have my hero offer a trial at the club I supported was something never to be forgotten.

Many years later, I reached a time when drink became my escape from everything and looking back, it scares me to remember how easy it was to become so dependent. I was very lucky to have been rescued by a wonderful woman who gave me a true reason to be. If you've never been utterly dependent on something it’s difficult to realise how much it totally controls your life and the experience certainly gave me a window into George’s world.

As far as I’m concerned, he was the greatest football player that ever lived - even the great Pele said, “George Best is a footballer without comparison”. This is why I say, "Come back Georgie!"

Hans’ brilliant arrangement and Gary’s power drumming give musical wings to my honest tribute to George and I owe them both the deepest of thanks for that. If you listen closely, you’ll be able to hear what the man himself thinks about his football career and I totally agree with every word. Many thanks for listening. (Terry Reeves)

An addendum. You all need to know just how good a footballer Tel was. I watched him play schoolboy football and he was always the best player on the pitch, leading his teams to the winning of many trophies. But for injury problems (he had his leg broken twice) he could have played professional football. I had the privilege of playing Sunday League football with him and his skills were light years ahead of everyone else. In one game, he scored with a shot from the halfway line and this was a good 15/20 years before David Beckham did it. He was special. (Gary Reeves)

Yes I drank the bottle dry
Please don't ask the question why
Just accept this drunken man
Drinking for another plan

Couldn't take things in my stride
Second place it hurt my pride
Told to take some time to think
Think I'll have another drink

CHORUS:
Yes he's the greatest, he really has it all
The king of any man who ever kicked a ball
He makes the headlines every time he shows his face
I wonder if they know our hero up in space?
If not it's just a disgrace
He's here
Georgie 
No fear

Tried to force me to retire
From the bottle I admire
Knew I'd lose out in the end
Destroying me or my best friend

Belong to no one else but me
I'm not public property
I know I have myself to blame
Life is not my favourite game

CHORUS

It's not as sad as you might think
Not looking for a missing link
And I don't need an open door 
Cause all I have to do is pour

Georgie, Georgie come back Georgie...

BEST OF BOTH WORLDS (V1) - CRIPPLE CLUB & HANS ALBERS

New EP (final track)

amandasanderson.bandcamp.com/album/mcmlxx

Music, lyrics, mixing, production: Verulium
Vocals: Amanda

Lyrics:

I’m a veteran  of the psychic war
Never before have I been so happy on the sidelines
Far away
I’ve found a place to stay
I’ve found a place to stay

And when I look back now
There is no cure
For the cruel existence we endured
We endured

I’m a veteran of the psychic war
Never before have I been so happy on the sidelines
Far away
I’ve found a place that I can stay
On Neptune 17
Hiding from the all seeing machine
It tracks you, it drags you down
I’m lost, can I be found?
I’m lost, I don’t want to be found

And when I look back now
There is no cure
For the cruel existence we endured
We endured

And now times have changed
This space machine will help me make it to the end
To the end

I’m a veteran of the psychic war
Never before have I been so happy on the sidelines
Far away
I’ve found a place that I can stay
On Neptune 17
Hiding from the all seeing machine
It tracks you, it drags you down
I’m lost, can I be found?
I’m lost, I don’t want to be found

MCMLXX

Psychic War

This is the soundtrack of my first video. Soon you can see it in Youtube
Beautiful locations at the swiss Alps and Lakes. 
You would love it!

Queen of Spades

The Wizard of Oz – The Munchkins
July 2022
Duration: 2:00
Part of the Playlist, The Wizard of Oz: https://soundcloud.com/bruce-klepper-1/sets/the-wizard-of-oz-music-for
Loosely based on Harold Arlen's music for the Wizard of Oz 
Painting by Marie-Jose Payannet
Music for Danse Etoile Ballet (www.danseetoile.org) who will be performing The Wizard of Oz January 2023 in Colorado.
For strings, clarinets, marimba, xylophone and percussion 
From the Wonderful Wizard of Oz by L. Frank Baum: While Dorothy stood looking eagerly at the strange and beautiful sights, she noticed coming toward her a group of the queerest people she had ever seen. They were not as big as the grown folk she had always been used to; but neither were they very small. In fact, they seemed about as tall as Dorothy.... They wore round hats that rose to a small point a foot above their heads, with little bells around the brims that tinkled sweetly as they moved. The hats of the men were blue; the little woman’s hat was white, and she wore a white gown that hung in pleats from her shoulders....The men were dressed in blue, of the same shade as their hats, and wore well-polished boots with a deep roll of blue at the tops....“You are welcome, most noble Sorceress, to the land of the Munchkins"

The Wizard Of Oz - The Munchkins

■概要(overview)
何となくギターを手に取って、録音してみました。
せっかくなので、ボーカルも入れてみました。
それにしても酷い歌詞だ！はははは！

シンセの音をあまり入れなかったので、1日でできました。
皆様、2022年はありがとうございました。
2023年も一緒に遊びましょう！

I picked up a guitar and started recording.
Since it's a big deal, I tried adding vocals as well.
Those are terrible lyrics! Hahahaha!

I didn't include many synth sounds, so it was completed in one day.
Thank you all for 2022.
Let's play together in 2023!

■歌詞
一年でね　最も華やかなクリスマスのパーティーが終わってしまった
風邪をひいてさ　ずっと寝込んでいたらさ　誰もさ　いなくなっていた

あんなに待ち遠しかった年末も
どこか寂しくて　どこか孤独だ

誰もいない街灯の下で
クリスマスキャロルの小説を読んでいる

ラララ・・

久しぶりに電車に乗ってみた
何だかさ　静かすぎるっていうか
時間の流れがさ　捻じれてしまっているような
不思議な感じがしたんだ

夕飯は街の中華食堂でチャーハンを頼んだんだ
窓から入ってくる風が冷たくてね
何だか僕は一人で何をやっているんだろうという
そんな気持ちになってしまった

ラララ・・

■lyrics
In a year, the most glamorous Christmas party has ended
I caught a cold, and when I stayed in bed for a long time, people started to leave me

Even the end of the year that I've been waiting for so long
Somewhere lonely Somewhere lonely

Under an empty streetlight
reading a christmas carol novel

Lalala...

I took a train for the first time in a while
Somehow it's too quiet
It's like the flow of time has been twisted
I felt strange

For dinner, I ordered fried rice at a Chinese restaurant in town.
The wind coming through the window is cold
Somehow I wonder what I'm doing alone
I got that feeling

Lalala...

Before Happy New Year

[Verse]
The wind carries whispers soft and low
A thousand miles where rivers flow
Your shadow lingers
I always know

[Chorus]
Fated hearts
Like stars collide
Across the night
No place to hide
We’re written in the skies above
Forever bound by destined love

[Verse 2]
Beneath the moon
The lanterns sway
Their glow recalls a far-off day
When you and I were led this way

[Prechorus]
Every step
A thread so tight
Tied by fate in the endless night

[Chorus]
Fated hearts
Like stars collide
Across the night
No place to hide
We’re written in the skies above
Forever bound by destined love

[Bridge]
Mountains high and oceans deep
Can’t erase the vows we keep
A red string pulls
It never breaks
Through lifetimes
Through every ache

Fated Hearts

Noctis Gaudia brings together the angelic voices of boys’ choirs and the resonance of the majestic cathedral in a radiant celebration of Christmas. This album invites you on a journey through the mystery and wonder of Advent and Christmas. With lush harmonies, ethereal textures, and a sound that seems to float through vast cathedral spaces

Verbum Caro Factum Est (The Word was made flesh)

Lament for the Lost Children in War

Thank you for listening and for your comments.
Music is Magic:)
Thank you soundcloud 20.08.13. for SCOTD http://soundcloud.tumblr.com/post/58744738434/soundclouder-of-the-day-oddrun-eikli-if-theres 
.....................................................................
Biografi
Oddrun Eikli is the singer in Loops and Bridges. A project headed by Oddrun Eikli and Arne Hiorth. Oddrun Eikli sings, composes the melodies and writes the lyrics , Arne Hiorth does the arranging trumpet work and studio engineering.
Loops and Bridges released their debut album in jan 2010 (mtgmusic)
http://www.mtgmusic.no/artist/73/Arne-Hiorth-og-Oddrun-Eikli
Doors And Windows released september 2014.



New cd out mai 2013:
SPIRALI
massimo berizzi: trumpet & electronics 
oddrun eikli: vocals & lyrics
alessandro monti: bass

 CD RELEASES AUTUMN 2012:
"ENDRING" WITH Raphaelgtr and
 THE INTERNATIONAL  JAZZ CD  "FLOW"

"FLOW":
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DtaKeETfQ4g
The musicians on the "FLOW" album are:
Cheryl Pyle (New York City) - flute, Oddrun Eikli (Oslo) - vocals, Arne Hiorth (Oslo) - trumpet, Stanislav Zaslavsky (Kamensk) - piano), Sean O'Bryan Smith (Nashville) - bass, and Axel Weiss (Obernbreit) on guitars and art.

"ENDRING":
Raphaelgtr & Oddrun Eikli
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ghdVeFgfPIA

ODDRUNS COLLABS. AT SOUNDCLOUD:
you can find my collabs. in these sets:



with Arne Hiorth:
https://soundcloud.com/oddrun-eikli/sets/oddrun-eikli-and-arne-hiorth
with Axel Weiss
http://soundcloud.com/axelweis/sets/oddrun-and-axel/
with Vicente bueso:
https://soundcloud.com/oddrun-eikli/sets/vicente-bueso-and-oddrun-eikli
with Raphael GTR and Massimo Berizzi
https://soundcloud.com/oddrun-eikli/sets/raphael-gtr-and-oddrun-eikli
a set with many of my souncloud-collabs:
http://soundcloud.com/oddrun-eikli/sets/collabs-with-my-sc-friends/

Thank you. :) Thank you to you all !:)

How Still. Torbjørn Vagle. Ad Van Nederpelt. Oddrun Eikli.

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